Best Bossing Poems

Cunningly swinging
On the trees of life
Playing his pranks
Winding up the wife

Enjoying every challenge
Using his brain
Owning it. Bossing it
Playing the game

He's a Chinese Monkey 
- a little bit spunky
A little bit of attitude
A little bit of grit

Dashing, darting
With daring and drive
Top of the tree
And feeling alive

Dancing...

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Leader
Confident, assertive
Leading, aiding, helping,
Friends, admirers, haters, destroyers
Gossiping, bossing, glaring
Passive, aggressive
Follower...

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"Simple Task"

Live and let live, cause never any harm. 
Not only is this right, herein lies our charm.
For there is no good in bullying and bossing;
As it reflects on us, self respect we're tossing.

A little bit of consideration goes a very long way,
Yet, it costs...

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I can read for days,
and write through the hypes,

I can age old beer with emotional nights,

I can eat a whole pie,
and pray not to die,

I can sleep with no sound,
just like you hide behind the pound,

I can see the wind,

I can taste the sky,

I can...

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Winter, get out of my way its time for you to go astray,
Let spring come and give the showers for which we pray
make flowers bloom and turn roses head high in the air, 
keep the icicles under our feet until the cold disappear.

Winter go away,...

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He rarely smiles but does his job
With serious intent,
Protecting lives as his demeanor
Makes quite evident.

He strides into the street so that
When children make the crossing,
The cars hold up, respectful of
Just who is out there bossing.

At times, within the intersection,
Traffic starts to inch.
His hand shoots up,...

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I’m going cray-cray some say…crazy in love, baby…
But, hey, I’m feeling fine up in here
Boldness and bravery today…went through me…
Shedded a tear with no fear…fear…
I’m corny and punny all in one
I’m the sun that shines…much like His Son
Perpendicular and parallel lines fill my day
Shapes and...

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A mind spiralling out of control
 
A thought on a thin line of truth and lie
 
A heart cut in a few places and sewn together by an everlasting dream, but then again ripped out of balance

What is there to do? 

He says he wants...

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I was coarsely stopped at a junction today
With fixed alternatives thrown my way
To let pedestrians storm in my life when there is no sign of crossing
Or to be my own royalty and allow no shitty bossing

Many times, I seek peace and appear meek
Louder voices around...

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Perpendicular and parallel lines fill my day
Shapes and sizes fill me with a shimmering ray
Geometric geniuses and geography gracefully mix together as one
Gingerly, I walk away...then, in utter despair, the war has begun
A war my mind can only fathom...
I'm feelin' titaniumb (strong and numb)...
I don't...

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What does it mean
To be brave?
I ask myself this as I cascade
Coffee, pour the coffee
Overloading vacant round things
With handles that are supposed to make it easier
Make it so much more easier.. Then it seems
Supposedly 
Burning tabletops with the scorching ferocity
Of eyes denied, deny, denied
of wisdom,...

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Sitting alone in the corner of your room.
there's not much to do.
Always wanting to be alone
Socially awkward heavy like a stone
Too stupid for an education
People always bossing you around.
Forcing you to take your medication
Always being putdown
Bit it's time to breath
Open your eyes to see
People try...

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The square head and bossing frontals,
The flat occiput and prominent parietals,
Open fontanellae and sweating fore head,
Present on the chest rosary beaded.
The lower chest sulcussed and sternum depressed,
The legs are bowed and the tummy protruded....

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Spare a prayer for my fair Lady Spouse
Her last sigh was as shy as a mouse
She died in the snow
A moment ago 
Frozen numb coming from the outhouse*


*Many Native Americans live in homes without electricity, plumbing, or heating,  and Trump's shutdown of the BIA...

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Morning comes
I'm glad to see
time to wake 
my pretty thing

sleepy eye's
yawning sigh
wash away the
teary eye's

time to dress
look your best
brush your hair 
you make me stare

time to eat
time to pray
thank the Lord 
for food today

then it's time to say
good bye
listen to my baby cry

kiss your head...

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